Every U.S. household is eligible to order 4 free at-home COVID-⁠19 tests. I ordered mine. Get yours.

I was about to purchase an LV snowboard for $7,450, but I couldn’t find a pair of LV boots and bindings to complete the package. I had to cancel my order. Darn!

Hôm nay ngày giỗ mẹ, con mua vài món chay mời mẹ dùng. Cuối tuần chúng con về thăm mộ mẹ. Mới đó mà hai năm đã trôi qua. Trong tim chúng con vẫn luôn có mẹ.

A 14-year-old girl who came out last year as a bisexual stabbed her arm to attempt suicide. I sincerely wish she is doing OK and hope she can find the helps she needs. She is Ted Cruz’s daughter.

No need to involve the Supreme Court. I design wedding websites for anyone. Check out my portfolio.

The real reason behind the acquisition of Parler falling through is that Ye is broke as fuck. As his divorce settled, he has to pay $200,000 per month in child support. There goes his deposit for the conservative social media platform. Thanks Kim!

Ava Kofman writes for The New Yorker:

Forty years on, half of all Americans die in hospice care. Most of these deaths take place at home. When done right, the program allows people to experience as little pain as possible and to spend meaningful time with their loved ones. Nurses stop by to manage symptoms. Aides assist with bathing, medications, and housekeeping. Social workers help families over bureaucratic hurdles. Clergy offer what comfort they can, and bereavement counsellors provide support in the aftermath. This year, I spoke about hospice with more than a hundred and fifty patients, families, hospice employees, regulators, attorneys, fraud investigators, and end-of-life researchers, and all of them praised its vital mission. But many were concerned about how easy money and a lack of regulation had given rise to an industry rife with exploitation. In the decades since Saunders and her followers spread her radical concept across the country, hospice has evolved from a constellation of charities, mostly reliant on volunteers, into a twenty-two-billion-dollar juggernaut funded almost entirely by taxpayers.

A devastating read.

Ca thử câu này: “Đêm Phương Nam nằm nghe bà Bành cãi lộn”.

I have been spending more time watching Facebook videos than reading. Its algorithm has worked on me by feeding videos of folks in Việt Nam eating wild shit. They literally ate shit from cow and goat intestines (pịa).

As for my own posting, I pumped out clips of my kids skating at the skatepark almost on the daily basis. The same five or six people liked my videos and about five or six people posted on the daily basis. The rest of the posts on my timeline were ads. I am not sure if Facebook is still a good place to spend my time on. My reason for hanging was to stay connected with family members and use Market place to sell things. Although I had sold everything I had listed, I found it to be a hassle.

After leaving Twitter and LinkedIn, Facebook seems like the logical next step to completely remove myself from social media. I removed the app from my phone. That will prevent me from checking in and uploading photos and videos. I just keep the account for a while before deactivate it. I don’t think I will miss anything. I still have this blog to write down my thoughts.

By reinstating that orange turd, Musk made it easy for me leave Twitter. I am out.